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kallaway - grammy lyrics

[verse 1 – kallaway]
woo
this sound like a cl-ssic
there we go, there we go, there we go
wrote this sh-t walkin’ to cl-sses
i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know where to go i just know imma go up
let the beat kick like what
tell the man cliff what’s up
dap dap dap, p-wn stars like yuppp (bang)
marv in the building
music my oxygen starving don’t k!ll me
i’m filthy, i’m silky, i’m guilty i’m sorry tho
borrowed good talent miami like mario
just gotta thoot thoot thoot
waited so long i’m like christmas at barrio
run at this sh-t for a year
that’s a whole lotta cardio (woo)
snapchat hoes, lemme snap back woah, i’ll see you in 2018
blackhat though, double crack back though
the varsity been awaiting
champion, letterman, head a the brethren
letterman, let him in, knock knock
ma said to hold up before she gon’ let me in, what are my goals?
i told her momma

[hook – kallaway]
grammy, all i want is a grammy
she said do it for family, i said to hold on to granny
just gimme 20/20 and by 2020 i’ll be it or be louder
she laughin’, you laughin’, i laughin’, watch me lebron with the powder
imma get me a grammy
tell me this sh-t doesn’t sound like a grammy (woo)

[verse 2 – kallaway]
woo
first thing’s first, take a hit a that (woosh)
been lookin’ to get the wrist fat
carats on carats on carats on carats
the stable be happy, my label be happy
i’m makin’ sure that my table be happy
raising the bar so the cable be happy
lift lift lift, flex (bing)
she callin’ the specialist
so much for the etiquette (sw-ng)
she beggin’ i go down south
i swear to god that she come from connecticut (skeet skeet)
i feel like gucci
holdin’ the pea in my gene like genecists
i just went ignorant, i’ll be deliberate
dumb myself down, so follow my rhetoric
i race to the glory, but the story the re-run
warrior women, they must like the midget
cause i coulda sworn that they blew like a 3-1 (grammy)
lemme step back, think i’m toein’ the line
step back again, how’s that for a three son? (swish)

- kallaway lyrics

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